A good night's sleep, chocolate, the happiness and satisfaction of sharing on AgingCare forum. Does anyone have some favorite things to think about? Yes, this phrase is from the song in the movie "The sound of Music". My husband and I often resort to using movie lines and song to improve communication. We were the only two in a gathering of people who heard the background music playing. We both had the same (cassette tape/CD). A connection bringing two people together. To this day, we crack up when one uses a simple movie line to make a serious point.
SO, What is one of your favorite movie line, some of your favorite things?
Gentle, soft rain, IN CALIFORNIA!
Me too, yay!
That was an interesting favorite thing.
Because you are not going to work.
Is it just my imagination, or did I get a sense of sadness or melancholy in your post?
It is raining harder now, and would be inconvenient to get in the car and drive dH to work in the rain. But the joy of having rain and that he has a job to go to later this afternoon, that is a favorite thing for me.
I don't expect that with your job caring for your Mom it would be all joy, but hoping you do have something to sustain you, encourage you, help you, and make you joyful. Best of today, take care of you! Me thinks that sooner or later, that frost has gotta go anyway? Is it that cold yet that the frost won't melt all day?
The problem with waking up in yesterday's clothes, do you have to change or can you consider yourself ready for the day?
It is a beautiful, sunny Fall day here, temps rising to 50ish today and up to 60 for the weekend and halloween (thanks to TWN for converting degrees C to F). Lots of leaves were on the trails when I went for my run/walk this morning and I have been busy tidying up the yard and garden before I get mom up for a late lunch. I am always looking for the easier way to do things so I buzzed off flowers with my hedge clippers, raked the debris onto the lawn and went over the whole yard with the lawn mower. No raking leaves and bagging yard waste for me! LOL
Preferring to shower and dress anew daily, I was only good-to-go to pick up our tire. My schedule must be flexible to meet the needs of hub's schedule. If I have to go out, I am always eyeing the opportunity to jump in the shower. Unfortunately that could be midnight, 3 a.m.(bothering his sleep), or 5 a.m.--
(will there be hot water?) So, clean and presentable, always the goal.
Since these people will hardly notice I am talking about them due to being humble, I will just say it bluntly-Cwillie-you shine!
Those with a schedule, a self-care routine-and caregiving techniques tried and true will mostly be successful, imo.
Haven't done a lick of housework but might go take a little walk in the rain and then have a little warm apple strudel
Did you see how excellent an example that was, slipped by us by Cwillie---
"Walk/run, tidying up the yard and garden, late lunch"
As if it were the easiest and most natural sequence of events....!
Glad it is not raining just now, as I am driving to pick up hubs...There should be a better way, because I really shouldn't be going out at 10:30 p.m., imo.
With a little fortitude, encouragement, and prayer, I can do this.
I can see waters ragin' at my feet
I can feel the breath of those surroundin' me
I can hear the sound of nations risin' up
We will not be overtaken, we will not be overcome
I can walk down this dark & painful road
I can face every fear of the unknown
I can hear all God's children singin' out
We will not be overtaken, we will not be overcome!
The same power that rose Jesus from the grave
The same power that commands the dead to wake
Lives in us, lives in us
The same power that moves mountains when He speaks
The same power that can calm a ragin' sea
Lives in us, lives in us, He lives in us, lives in us!
We have hope, that His promises are true
In His strength, there is nothin' we can't do
Yes, we know, there are greater things in store
We will not be overtaken, we will not be overcome!
He would leave his exec office, go down to the plant (yeah....back when exec's actually had a physical connect to the plant and the workers) and pack up a big box for Mom: Camay soap, Dial soap, Armour bacon, and.....yesss.....crates of .....Spam.....
LOL....we were, I guess, pretty poor at that point, BUT....we were d*mn near willing to starve to death before we had to survive on SPAM.....
Sorry.....for whatever reason, "scrapple" which I will admit, I do not even understand and have very possibly, never tasted, just reminded of that SPAM.....
I love your cutting wit and incisive posts, BH......thank you for this strange but welcome memory of my very recently late, wonderful Mother.
Executive secretary positions were big deals back in the day - I wonder if anyone knows Gregg Shorthand anymore?
Early in my career when I became bored with secretarial work, I moved from law firms to the county and became a court reporter. At that time, ALL court reporters in that particular court used Gregg shorthand. After practicing and practicing, I qualified at 200 wpm, the requirement to be a court reporter.
Years later, my fingers still wiggle and move and take down conversations automatically. People might think I have a medical disorder, but the practice of recording became so ingrained that my right hand automatically starts "recording."
I probably couldn't tell you how to write specific characters - I'd have to watch to see what my fingers do as they have better patterning memory than my brain! It's a good thing I can hide my right hand sometimes so it doesn't begin jumping around recording social conversations.
It's time to treat myself - spend the day relaxing, cuddling up in warm throws or quilts, drinking hot chocolate or hot cider, and of course thinking about which rib-sticker stew to make today. Homemade bread would be a perfect accompaniment if I can muster up the energy.
Long into her life -- and long after shorthand had fallen out of favor -- mom would inject the occasional symbol into her to-do lists and such.
So pleased that this thread cracked open a long-dormant memory. Because I primarily rant and vent on this site, most folks probably think I had a lousy past with my mother. Not entirely true. As I was growing up, there were aspects of our family life that sucked sh*t. There were also good times. Including some preferences and traditions that I've carried into my adult life.
In fact, one day last year, I intended to start a thread titled "It Wasn't All Bad." And share some positive stories about my mom.....things I appreciate about her (that got lost in the fog of her decline and my stress). Came home from some errands that afternoon, and my landline had a string of missed calls/messages from the police, EMS and county coroner. You can guess the rest.
I also remember the gold wrapped chocolate coins; they were a real favorite at Christmas.
That seems like a century ago!